“Do I really have to dress like a fucking nun every time we go to a party?” Mariah complained.
“My coworkers love tearing your clothes apart while they’re fucking you. C'mon and just play along. It’s not like you’ll be dressed for more than five minutes after we get there.”
She rolled her eyes. “Fine, but when we get home, I want you to punish my ass while you force me to eat out that little blonde secretary of yours.”
“Deal. Last time I was fucking her over my desk, she said she wanted you to eat her out sometime.”
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